Signed To The Mafia King
"Luca is going to hate every second of this."
"He is," I agreed, grinning. He absolutely would, but he would love it too, and that was perfect.
When Luca finally arrived, freshly showered, wearing a dark shirt that showed off his broad chest, he stopped at the kitchen door, he paused just inside the doorway.
His eyes ran over the balloons, paper hats, the ridiculous cake in the shape of a pirate ship and he sighed, glaring at me. I winked at Sofia, hiding the smile threatening to curve my lips.
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